Watch yourself all your life in a mirror and you'll see Death at work like bees in a glass hive.
Jean CocteauI love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
Jean CocteauIf an addict who has been completely cured starts smoking again he no longer experiences the discomfort of his first addiction. There exists, therefore, outside alkaloids and habit, a sense for opium, an intangible habit which lives on, despite the recasting of the organism. The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.
Jean Cocteau